Stavanger Bay oh there it is again, sitting on my chest

Emboldened by Valyri's movements, she explores further, touches soft but urgent. She stops only long enough to answer, humor in her tone. Even a blind man could see your beauty, m'lady, And she'll hear no more argument on the matter. She seeks instead to overwhelm Valyri with her touch, to drown out all other thoughts and render the outside world a fading memory. At least for a few hours.